In the first few moments of Duke Nukem Forever, your character pees in a urinal and then earns an achievement for reaching into a toilet and extracting a piece of human excrement. Why does the game reward you for doing this? I have no idea. It’s not part of a joke or important to the story; the designers of the game apparently feel that you would miss out by not holding some poo in your virtual hand.
There’s a feeling among some fans of Duke Nukem that anyone who dares to give a bad review to a Duke title simply doesn’t understand what the game is trying to do. We need to relax, goes the argument, relax enough to laugh at the rampant misogyny and hateful stereotypes on display throughout the game. If a review suggests that it’s not funny simply to hear someone use dirty words, that’s the reviewer’s failing, not an issue with the game. Any hint that constant jokes about penis size aren’t the height of comedy? The reviewer must not have a sense of humor.
The fans are wrong. One can laugh at jokes about men and women, and there’s nothing wrong with being risque, but Duke is thoughtless, backwards, and belligerent. Duke Nukem Forever is the kind of game where you find a pack of cigarettes whose cover shows a mustached man wearing leather—and they’re called “Faggs.” At some point, matters of personal taste become simple questions of basic decency.
An uncomfortable Thanksgiving dinner
The opening of Duke Nukem 3D was iconic. Within seconds of launching the game, you found yourself in exciting combat within an impressively interactive world. You could show a film on the screen inside a movie theater and find hidden rooms and weapons. The game rewarded you for exploring, and the shooting itself was satisfying. The whole experience had little padding to it, and the “mature” elements of the game added flavor to what was already a wonderful game. If impressive level design was the cake, paying strippers was the icing.
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